did what?”
“I wanted to understand why Nora’s hair scared you so much,” I said, keeping my eyes on Patricia. “And now I do.”
“Don’t,” she said.
Caleb looked between us. “What is this?”
I kept my eyes on Patricia. “Nora matches you exactly the way Caleb’s daughter should. But Caleb does not match you the way your biological son should.”
Patricia’s eyes were continue reading …